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Topic: Ted Haggard can get you into heaven...but it will cost you. (Read 11890 times)

Oh how the mighty have fallen. Isn't this the guy that last year talked politics with George on a weekly basis? I guess it's mean to kick the religious right when they are down, but god it feels so good.

"...health will finally be seen not as a blessing to be wished for, but as a human right to be fought for." Kofi Annan

Nymphomaniac: a woman as obsessed with sex as an average man. Mignon McLaughlin

HIV is certainly character-building. It's made me see all of the shallow things we cling to, like ego and vanity. Of course, I'd rather have a few more T-cells and a little less character. Randy Shilts

Reading that article made me so completely sick I could puke! It makes me livid down to my marrow. I am inclined to drive up and down university ave and give money to those poor homeless guys that are having to hold up the 'sale signs' for local businesses.

A few years ago, my bf and I had the opportunity to participate in what was dubbed a 'reparation rescue'. Nearby in Tennessee, is an awful homosexual repapration center; so bad, it has all but been closed down by the health department. Someone in our group was friends with a man who had just returned from Iraq. He learned that his family had placed his brother into this awful place the day after he graduated high school. Apparently once your in you are denied any contact with the outside world, except that which is supervised. Because he went in under the status of non-voluntary admission (who the hell knows how or why?), he was basically at their mercy. Anyway, his brother was able to get him out with some fanagling of the system. When he presented this guy to us, the center had doped him up on so many anti-psychotic, anti-anxiety, and other types of meds, he looked and acted like somone with Parkinson's. If the tardive dyskinesia wasn't enough, the psychological assaults were brutal as well. We were looking at a non-functioning person, who was transformed into...a I don't know what. He was mentally ill, had to suffer through withdrawl of multiple medications, had no job skills or education save the hs diploma, and due to cruel family, no home. Those of us in the group took turns letting him live with us, until we could help him return to a functioning person.

Everytime I see one of these 'religious' places that are supposed to 'cure' gayness, addictions, etc., I am forced to recall the above incident. I often wonder and worry about others who are subjected to the cruelities of these good christian reparation centers.

End of rant.

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7 weeks post exposure, tested HIV Negative.

Be Kind To Everyone You Meet, For You Do Not Know What Battles They Have Fought That Day.

ugh... those nasty, filthy green beans that have been cooked for an entire day until they're so limp and mushy that they dissolve on contact with your mouth? I love southern food but NOT the vegetables. I had to eat those fucking things all the time growing up and I learned to wash them down without chewing with a glass of milk.

Everytime I see one of these 'religious' places that are supposed to 'cure' gayness, addictions, etc., I am forced to recall the above incident. I often wonder and worry about others who are subjected to the cruelities of these good christian reparation centers.

End of rant.

I've heard some horrible stories of these places too. Puts me in mind of a certain German doctor from around sixty-five years ago. Sickening doesn't even begin to describe it.

"...health will finally be seen not as a blessing to be wished for, but as a human right to be fought for." Kofi Annan

Nymphomaniac: a woman as obsessed with sex as an average man. Mignon McLaughlin

HIV is certainly character-building. It's made me see all of the shallow things we cling to, like ego and vanity. Of course, I'd rather have a few more T-cells and a little less character. Randy Shilts

ugh... those nasty, filthy green beans that have been cooked for an entire day until they're so limp and mushy that they dissolve on contact with your mouth? I love southern food but NOT the vegetables. I had to eat those fucking things all the time growing up and I learned to wash them down without chewing with a glass of milk.

philly, we knew without asking you were definitely the "haricot vert" sort.

I was in a month-long immersion program called the Governor's French Academy before my senior year of high school. It was in a place called Staunton, Virginia.

Staunton is where the Statler Brothers are from.

It's in the mountains.

The Appalachian mountains, which are beautiful, and the people in Staunton were very nice (one lady ran a beautiful resto in the middle of the town... she spoke French, which made things easier, considering if we spoke English, we got kicked out).

Anyway, we had all gone tubing on the James River, and all 40 of us were sitting around, and nearby were some locals. We called them "les cous-rouges" which literally translates as "red neck," the expression doesn't exist in French, but we had to call them something.

So, they had overheard us speaking en franÁais, and we heard one of them say, "I don't know why they waste their time teachin' em French. I had enough trouble with English."

This was not said out of ironic self-deprectation.

One of the girls overheard him and said... rather loudly... "J'en suis sŻr." Which means, "I'm sure of that."

I was in a month-long immersion program called the Governor's French Academy before my senior year of high school. It was in a place called Staunton, Virginia.

Staunton is where the Statler Brothers are from.

It's in the mountains.

The Appalachian mountains, which are beautiful, and the people in Staunton were very nice (one lady ran a beautiful resto in the middle of the town... she spoke French, which made things easier, considering if we spoke English, we got kicked out).

Anyway, we had all gone tubing on the James River, and all 40 of us were sitting around, and nearby were some locals. We called them "les cous-rouges" which literally translates as "red neck," the expression doesn't exist in French, but we had to call them something.

So, they had overheard us speaking en franÁais, and we heard one of them say, "I don't know why they waste their time teachin' em French. I had enough trouble with English."

This was not said out of ironic self-deprectation.

One of the girls overheard him and said... rather loudly... "J'en suis sŻr." Which means, "I'm sure of that."